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I, Pierce M. S. Rhodes was invited by TPC to be part of the Arctic expedition Bilzzard. They were accompanied by members from four other countries, as well as Professor Dale of Miskatonik University.

We are not experts in the field in the strict sense of the word, but Professor Dale of Miskatonic University is an excellent geologist who has led the top leader of the Antarctic expedition to the Antarctic Himalayas.

The first time I saw this scholar, I thought he was a very neurotic person. The dark face and deep-set eyelids were like an obscure old crow. I felt that he should have spent his old age in a white bed in a psychiatric hospital instead of assisting us in this expedition.

God, don't let him hear this, maybe he'll summon an evil god to curse me? After all, since he joined the team, he has been talking about the unspeakable fears they have encountered in Antarctica. That obscure language sends chills down my heart, God bless me, don't let me be in the same room with him.

After applying for the final funding, our group left the world inhabited by humans. When I was about to reach the Arctic Circle, I could feel that the temperature was unusually low, and even Moret of Russia could not withstand the bitter cold and sneezed.

The sun in the sky gradually faded, and after two days we finally set foot on this forbidden land, and a mountain covered in ice and snow was also displayed before our eyes, which was like the walls of some incredibly large castle, stretching from the distant horizon to the frozen world of death.

Undoubtedly, it is Mount Yarak. What we need to do is to go underground and find out the cause of the global freeze, as well as the unknown activity of life.

Mt. Yarak is actually a volcano, about 12,000 feet high, much like Mt. Fuji in Japan. Deep white ice and snow on huge mountain slopes, bare on the outer slopes. Terrible polar winds swept over the desolate mountain tops one after another, and the melody of these winds was faintly mixed with some indescribable sound.

The rhythm seemed to arouse Professor Dale's subconscious, making him feel scared and restless. He uttered a verse:

In the ultimate climate of the polar regions

Torrents of sulphur rushed down from the Janek Mountains –

In the northern polar kingdoms

With the roar of Mount Yarak, the lava rushes endlessly.

It made me uncomfortable, and even reminded me of the weird, unsettling descriptions of the polar regions in evil legends. I'm starting to regret my part of this expedition......

At 1 a.m. on September 26, with the help of TPC, we drilled through the ice of Mount Yarak with a light-guiding spiral drill bit abundant on Mars, and the pungent smell of yellowish smoke gushing out of the tunnel mouth reminded me of sulfur. God, it's good we didn't do the blasting.

At 4 p.m., the sun had already brushed over the northern horizon, and a reddish light shone on the dead white peaks. After a series of plans at TPC, we finally decided to delve into the Janecke Mountains to discover the secrets of this frozen mountain range.

Putting on ice-melting equipment, cameras, gas masks and other equipment, our Arctic expedition team Bilzzard began its official expedition deep into the Janecke Mountains.

God, please bless us, my family is still waiting for me to go back, my daughter is only a year old, may we be lucky to come back.

When we entered the dug tunnel, we were in trouble, with a strong wind howling at the bottom, and the yellowish sulphurous mist preventing us from getting to the right place. Luckily, the equipment was still in order, and we were instructed through the fog, and with the looming mouth of the tunnel ahead, we finally entered the white northern end of the eternal dead silence.

The temperature is getting lower and lower, even if I have stepped into the North and South Poles, but this low temperature is close to minus 100 degrees. Even though we are wearing TPC's special cold-proof clothing, the cold is still eroding our body and mind. The equipment quickly became too cold to function, and a thick layer of frost formed on our uniforms.

It's obviously a volcano, but the temperature is terrifyingly low. Morett, who was traveling with me, told me that he felt the temperature alive, not like ice, but like some kind of erratic fire. I feel the same way, we have to speed up, good luck to us.

When we actually walked into the mouth of the tunnel, we found that there were many tunnels under this frozen mountain of the end. Professor Dale tells us that these tunnels are not natural, but artificially dug and have existed millions of years ago. Oh my God, millions of years ago? Humanity has not yet been born, so who will dig out these tunnels?

I felt a little frightened, and when we entered the tunnel, we realized that it wasn't the size of a human being to walk freely. Meandering, with its proportions fluctuating low and high, this must be the devil's creation.

Maybe we shouldn't have stepped in.

Traveling thousands of feet underground, passing through those tunnels, the consciousness of the team members was greatly affected. I felt like I couldn't hold on, and after a long time of climbing and low temperatures, my body had frostbite, and maybe we would sink into the abyss like this. I don't want that......

Eventually, we stepped into a cave, which looked like a sulphur cave. The yellow sulphur has traces of being polished by time, and they are frozen in the ground, giving off a peculiar strange smell. I wonder why there are traces of burning when the sulfur is frozen? Where did that pale yellow smoke come from?

More and more questions, more and more defy common sense. My self-confidence as an anthropologist has been deeply undermined, as if it were to deny human arrogance. I was as ignorant as an ant entering the Potala Palace......

--- (torn up)

Time is running out to write down my notes, but I have to write them all down..... Probably not, because what I see now is destroying the wisdom that humanity is proud of, and it shouldn't have been. This frozen temple is like a truth buried in ice, and it records a lot of knowledge beyond human imagination.

God, forgive me for writing all this, I did blasphemous things. This notebook should not have been discovered, but it is a record of the greatest miracles in the world, and forgive my ignorance and insignificance, and write it all down in my notebook. Forgive me, forgive me......

Deep in this crypt, there is something deeper. I could feel it calling me, and since the continent was so gloomy and silent, I wondered, how much sanity and how stupidity was in our fears? This crypt, the truth of this world, the bottomless abyss of infinite terror and blasphemy.

There are certain things that should never be known to others, not even the slightest thing to be discussed—even now, humanity should never set foot in some dead dark corners of the earth, nor should we go deeper into some unknown bottomless abyss, or the sleeping monsters will be awakened to a new journey of madness.

I may have gone mad, but I have to go. This is the most primitive intellectual curiosity of human beings, and perhaps I can take humanity to a deeper level, or into the eternal frozen abyss.

(The handwriting is gradually distorted)

Our breathing began to grow rapid, perhaps as a result of our running in the thin air, and the chill of the temple gripped us firmly. You may not understand the fears I have written, but if you can know that behind the fog is madness and illogical whispers, you may be able to see the truth of what we see.

But that's what saved us, and we paid a high price for it. I can't help but wonder how we can still have our sanity and run into that dark, cold tunnel of destruction.

Because, we certainly don't have the slightest rationality left......

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The note was interrupted at this point, and as for the unspeakable fear that Blizzard encountered by the Arctic expedition later, only they knew, and the rest of the people did not know.

But no one knows what is written in the torn page of this note, but one can feel that it must contain knowledge and theology beyond human thought. He cannot be inspected by mortals, otherwise he will doubt himself and destroy the self-confidence that mankind has accumulated for thousands of years.

Perhaps it was because of this that Pierce tore the page off. He had finished writing this note before entering the tunnel, but by then his SAN was close to its limit, and everyone could see his despair and helplessness, as well as his doubts about himself.

The world is too vast for what humanity knows is just the tip of the iceberg. Like JJ Village, when he saw the ghouls' ingenious architecture and powerful spells, he doubted his authenticity, but that doubt destroyed his own perception.

Monsters, can you call them monsters? The grandeur and wisdom that can make human beings collapse and despair are obviously gods. As Pierce wrote, how sane is fear? How stupid?

They have imprisoned themselves in a cage of ignorance......

The atmosphere was a little heavy, like being in the North Pole, as if it could freeze the soul, a suffocating cold.

It seems to recall Luoguang Mountain, and the tragedy of the ghoul is still happening in front of me. Several people's heads ached, and their hearts seemed to be burning with a cold fire, burning their minds and freezing their spinal cords.......

"What is hidden under the Yarak Mountains? What did Bilzzard see again? "Du Fei's heart can't be calm for a long time, they must be fully prepared now, it was because of the lack of intelligence last time that so many people were sacrificed......

Han Qixuan was a little angry, why did Pierce have to tear up that note? They need intelligence now! Information! Even if you know it's weird, you should write it down and spread it to TPC research!

Reason is being destroyed, and the four people who have experienced the ghoul incident seem to have become dark and obscure because of the influence of the San value.

"Humans, even if they know that the world is dangerous, will take courageous steps. If you don't move forward, you can't get the future. Gao Zilan sighed, he was a little worried about his daughter after reading this note.

But just as the world is dangerous, and they can't move forward if they don't explore, they need to overcome this hurdle.

"The notes were torn up, but they had to step into the Yarak Mountains. What's inside can only be known by looking at it ourselves. Qiu Xuanming looked at a few people and said.

The high-altitude wind and clouds feel that they can't stop because of fear and the unknown. This anomalous event must be dealt with, or the Earth will be completely frozen.

A few of them think they can do it, they're the best team they've ever experienced a ghoul incident! With the technical support of TPC and Neo-GUTS, we will be able to find out the truth about the Arctic incident.

"Captain, I'd like to ask how Pierce was rescued?" Ye Yifan thought of the problem. According to the notes, they had gone thousands of feet underground, and the rest of them had died, and Pierce couldn't have come out alone.

The most likely possibility is that TPC sent someone into the tunnel to rescue him. But Tang Bohu's words denied Ye Yifan's hypothesis.

"He ran out on his own."

Captain Tang took a sip of tea and said calmly, but everyone else listened to something. Is it possible for a man who is close to collapse to run out of thousands of feet underground with injuries and extreme cold?

"People and human constitutions cannot be generalized, and I once killed more than a dozen aliens in a fit of extreme anger." Han Qixuan joked at this time, and the others rolled their eyes at him.

When TPC sees Pierce running out of the tunnel, he sees him shouting strange words as he runs. In the end, everyone knows his condition. ”

After Captain Tang finished speaking, Ye Yifan asked again: "What did he shout?" ”

"Flames, gray flames, Yafmza."

Yafmza......

Hearing these three nouns, Ye Yifan's illusion was triggered again. He saw a flame on a frozen continent, like a gray flickering fire, but a flame that completely transcended the polar cold.

The San value was too low, and when he saw that flame, Ye Yifan's spiritual erosion became faster and faster, and his body temperature was also getting lower, and he could even see faint water vapor.

"Ah......h

Ye Yifan let out a painful roar, and a text appeared in his mind.

In the ultimate climate of the polar regions

Torrents of sulphur rushed down from the Janek Mountains –

In the northern polar kingdoms

With the roar of Mount Yarak, the lava rushes endlessly.

Lord of the Ice Flame - Yafermza

This is an old ruler, after Ye Yifan knew that his name was Ya Fumza, his head was a little cold and a little swollen as if he had been stuffed with ice. His San must have dropped.......

"Yifan, are you okay?" Han Qixuan hurriedly hugged Ye Yifan, but when he touched Ye Yifan, a bone-piercing cold ran down his arm and crawled all over Han Qixuan's body, as if he had come out of a refrigerator.

"I'm fine...... Ye Yifan hurriedly pushed Han Qixuan away, he looked at Captain Tang and said, "Captain, when are we going to the North Pole?" ”

Captain Tang replied: "The day after tomorrow, today you will first familiarize yourself with the environment here, and tomorrow I will show you about the equipment of Neo-GUTS." You just have time to prepare, and by the way, take care of your own personal affairs. ”

"Can we go to the city? I have something to do, so by the way, I'll take it to the sky and join Ah Xuan. "That matter, Ye Yifan has to do it, so that he can complete the task with peace of mind.

In any case, you have to check it out......